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Chapter 190, Part 3: Injured; Qin Hao's Fury

"Tiger Roars, thank you, Immortal!"

Upon seeing the Nascent Soul floating before him, Hu Pao immediately knelt down respectfully, his heart filled with ecstatic joy.

Tiger Roar could sense the power of this Nascent Soul Master.

Prior to this, only Ouyang Hua and Thirteen possessed such a main soul.

This also made the two of them the strongest in the tribe.

Even though his cultivation level had surpassed that of the two, he could only be ranked below them.

"Um?"

Just as Qin Hao was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked into the distance.

Sensing Qin Hao's expression, everyone looked up.

A black mist was seen flying rapidly from afar in the air outside the valley.

Once you pass through the black mist, you can see the spirit of a winged lion.

The lion's soul was extremely weak and ethereal, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

On its back lay a young man, his body covered in wounds and bloodstains, with a red line constantly burrowing through his body, eroding his life force.

The lion's spirit flew back to the valley, and its body staggered as it was about to dissipate.

"Freeze!"

Qin Hao pointed a finger, and the lion, which was about to dissipate, immediately solidified.

"Thirteen!"

Upon seeing the young man behind the lion, Ouyang Hua quickly stepped forward.

He had no children of his own, and had come to regard Thirteen as his own child.

"Immortal, please save Thirteen!"

Looking at Thirteen, whose face was pale, bloodless, and whose breath was weak, Ouyang Hua couldn't help but beg Qin Hao for help.

Qin Hao appeared in front of Thirteen and grabbed at the red thread from a distance, pulling it out forcefully.

"Hiss!"

With a hiss, the red thread rushed towards Qin Hao, seemingly trying to burrow into his body.

"Destroy!"

Qin Hao uttered a single word, as if he held the law of heaven in his mouth, and the red line immediately turned to ashes and disappeared.

His gaze fell on Thirteen and he discovered that the other party had lost all his cultivation and his meridians were destroyed, making him a complete cripple.

Qin Hao took out a demon crystal, crushed it, and refined it. Streams of demonic power were injected into Thirteen's body, causing Thirteen to wake up.

"You...you immortal..."

Thirteen had just opened her eyes when she saw Qin Hao.

He immediately struggled to kneel down, but found that he could no longer control his body and was in unbearable pain.

"Master...

Thirteen was so excited that he shouted out the name he longed for.

He told Qin Hao, "On the way back from attacking a tribe, a large tribe attacked us. They not only killed many of our people, but also stole my Soul Banner. They even told me to tell the tribe that if we wanted the Soul Banner back, we should go find them!"

"He dares to take my things; he's courting death!"

A cold glint flashed in Qin Hao's eyes, and he reached out with his large hand into the void.

The giant hand reached out and collided repeatedly in the void, transforming into an incomparably huge palm, within which light flowed and the power of rules permeated, resembling five ancient immortal mountains.

"Snap!"

The void collapsed in an instant, turning into countless fragments that rolled back, and a giant hand reached into them, its destination unknown.

……

In the northwest of the land of demons, there is a tribe called Tianshui.

There is an ancient formation here that can cover an area of ​​ten miles in radius.

Inside the main hall in the center of the tribe, two elderly men sat facing each other.

One of them was wearing gray, while the other was wearing white.

The old man in white took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Of all the things these outsiders brought into our area, only this tea satisfies me!"

"When are you going back?"

"The old man in gray asked."

The old man in white said, "I'll be leaving in a few days. I'm currently working in the Ancient Demon City and can't be away for too long!"

"You crippled their disciple and stole their demonic treasure. What if they come to the Tianshui tribe seeking revenge?"

The old man in gray suddenly asked.

He was quite dissatisfied with the old man in white's behavior.

The old man in white spoke arrogantly: "Just kill them. Our Tianshui tribe has ancient formations, and no other tribe in the vicinity can stand against us. These are just savages; nobody cares about them!"

In his view, if the other party were truly capable, they would have already obtained a position in the Ancient Demon City, instead of hiding in the wilderness.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sky cracked open, collapsing and breaking apart, and a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky reached out from within.

"Um?"

The two old men's expressions changed, and they appeared in the sky above the tribe.

As soon as they appeared, they saw the colossal hand that had cleaved through the heavens and earth.

The giant palm descended downwards, as if Mount Buzhou had collapsed, and it was filled with a supreme and boundless divine might.

"Thump!"

Even with the ancient array blocking their way, the two elders were swatted to the ground like flies under this pressure, unable to move an inch.

"Look what mess you've made!"

The old man in gray was pale-faced and stared blankly at the sky.

Under this overwhelming pressure, he discovered that his 10,000 armors of demonic power (mid-stage Nascent Soul) had become useless, making him as insignificant as an ant.

The old man in white's pupils contracted as he was filled with terror at the sight of that heavenly power.

Even when he first went to the Ancient Demon City and encountered the demon general, his feelings were far inferior to those he had now.

"Bang!"

The ancient formation, which even the power of 100,000 demons (mid-stage Nascent Soul) could not break, shattered under this palm strike, turning into countless points of light and dissipating.

The enormous hand did not obliterate them directly, but instead uprooted the entire Tianshui tribe and carried it into the spatial rift in the sky, leaving only a huge crater with a radius of more than ten miles in its original location.

……

the other side.

Soul Refining Tribe.

Just as everyone saw Qin Hao's giant hand tear through the heavens and earth, it was quickly withdrawn.

At this moment, a huge, upside-down tribe has appeared in his hands, filled with countless people.

Qin Hao used his great magical power to fix the Tianshui tribe in the void and summoned the Human Emperor Banner.

"now!"

As Qin Hao roared, the world suddenly darkened, and the entire sky was shrouded in boundless black mist.

Countless souls roared and surged forth from the soul banner, scattering across the heavens and earth.

"Swallow them!"

Under Qin Hao's command, countless souls rushed into the Tianshui tribe and began to devour them frantically.

Although the strongest of these souls was only at the Nascent Soul stage, it was still beyond the Tianshui tribe's ability to withstand.

The two old men were torn apart by the transformed infant soul in an instant.

Apart from the two elders, all members of the Tianshui tribe with a cultivation level above the Foundation Establishment stage will be devoured.

In the end, only a large number of clansmen, comparable to those at the Qi Condensation Realm and ordinary people, survived.

Qin Hao withdrew the countless souls, allowing all the members of the Tianshui tribe to land on the ground. He then said to Ouyang Hua, "Ouyang Hua, these are all new members of the tribe!"

"yes!"

Ouyang Hua immediately organized the tribe's cultivators to escort these Tianshui tribesmen to drink the Demon-Slaying Soup.

As Thirteen looked at Qin Hao, tears of emotion welled up in his eyes as he forcefully suppressed a tribe.

"The Immortal is mighty!"

"The Immortal is mighty!"

The other members of the Soul Refining Tribe, especially Tiger Roar, became incredibly enthusiastic after witnessing the divine power displayed by Qin Hao.

Qin Hao used his own Yuan Power to completely heal Thirteen's injuries.

Apart from the thirteen meridians that were shattered throughout the body.

To repair Thirteen's meridians, Qin Hao needs to refine a healing pill.

However, medicinal herbs are currently scarce in the Demon Spirit Land, making it impossible to refine them.

Now, Thirteen has two choices: one is to possess another body and start over, and the other is to change his cultivation method to focus on physical body techniques.

Qin Hao's plan was to have Thirteen cultivate the body-refining technique.

At the beginning of cultivation, one should naturally first practice the body-refining techniques of the troll race.

Once Thirteen has cultivated to a certain level, he will inherit the ancient tradition and switch to cultivating the ancient god body refinement method of the three ancient races.

However, before that, he still needs to train Thirteen.

A fine sword is forged through tempering, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.

Thirteen is just an ordinary cultivator, not someone with a system like him who has a cheat code, so he naturally needs more training.

Only in this way can the journey be smoother.

Moreover, having gone from being a prodigy and a prominent figure in the tribe to a "useless person," Thirteen will undoubtedly work even harder after he starts cultivating again.

Just like Xiao Huohuo in Battle Through the Heavens, whose Dou Qi was absorbed by Yao Lao for three years, he was regarded as a waste by his clansmen.

Those three years also allowed Xiao Huohuo to grow a lot.

After helping Thirteen with his body care, Qin Hao and Yao Xixue planned to enter the depths of the valley.

"Immortal!"

Ouyang Hua suddenly called out to Qin Hao, and said respectfully, "Our tribe does not yet have an official name. We hope that the Immortal can give us one!"

"Let's call it the Soul Refining Tribe!"

Qin Hao thought for a moment and then said.

This tribe practices only the art of soul refining, and in the original work, it was called the Soul Refining Tribe.

When Wang Mazi returned to the tribe several hundred years later, the tribe's experts had already surpassed those of the former Vermilion Bird Kingdom.

"Soul Refining Tribe!"

Ouyang Hua's eyes lit up, and he respectfully bowed, saying, "Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Ancestor!"

At this moment, Qin Hao's status was elevated; he was no longer the immortal he once was, but had become the ancestor of all of them.

The title "Immortal" carries a sense of respect but lacks warmth, indicating that they only feel awe in their hearts.

The ancestor represents everyone's fervor and recognition; they have regarded Qin Hao as the sole ancestor of their tribe.

"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Ancestor!"

Other members of the clan also knelt down in worship.

"Um!"

Qin Hao nodded slightly and led Yao Xixue back to the depths of the valley.

Here, he saw the Five Elements Spirit clones meditating with their eyes closed inside the tower.

Qin Hao withdrew his clone and settled down here with Yao Xixue.

He directly unleashed the Human Emperor Banner, releasing the Yin energy and black mist within it, covering the entire valley and the sky within a ten-mile radius.

"Um?"

This scene left the tribe members completely baffled.

Qin Hao addressed the crowd, saying, "Release your refined souls and temper them within the Yin Qi black mist. Over time, this will enhance the power of your souls!"

His voice immediately resounded throughout the entire tribe.

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

The crowd bowed in gratitude once more, and then released their souls.

They discovered that each time they entered the black mist to temper their souls, their souls did indeed grow.

The tribes then settled down again.

Everyone began to follow their usual roles, either practicing soul-refining techniques or attacking other tribes.

Of course, not everyone can cultivate. Some who lack talent can only farm, hunt, and provide food for the cultivators in the tribe.

Thirteen, having had his cultivation destroyed, was reduced from the tribe's second strongest warrior back to a hunter.

He became listless and stopped talking to people. Every day, apart from hunting, he would return to his house.

Thirteen was unaware that Qin Hao's divine sense had been observing him the entire time.

After returning from hunting that day, Thirteen silently went back to his room.

His room was empty; there was no one inside.

Thirteen was an orphan and one of the few in the Soul Refining Tribe who had not married or had children.

In the past, he was focused on cultivation and never got close to women, but now his house is rather deserted.

Despite being physically and mentally exhausted, Thirteen still tried to breathe in and refine demonic power, each time causing his body to suffer immense pain.

Such pain is unbearable for ordinary people, but he persevered time and time again.

He was unwilling to become a useless person.

These days, the indifference and ridicule from his tribesmen are constantly piercing his heart.

This, in turn, made Thirteen see the realities of life more clearly.

That is, only with sufficient strength can one gain the recognition of others.

Thirteen's veins bulged all over his body, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. The result of his forced cultivation made his body feel like it was being torn apart.

"Pfft!"

Thirteen coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.

"Why!"

Qin Hao withdrew his gaze and sighed softly.

"Husband, you seem to think highly of him!"

Inside the valley, Yao Xixue followed Qin Hao's gaze, a hint of doubt in her eyes. "Judging from this person's talent, he is far inferior to Hupao. Why does my husband value him more?"

"Because he possesses an unwavering perseverance!"

Qin Hao smiled and said, "If I could have a renowned teacher to guide me, I might even be able to advance to the third step in the future!"

"Him?"

Yao Xixue looked at her with disdain, clearly not believing it.

In her opinion, Thirteen's talent was far beyond that of her father, and even she herself could not compare.

But even her father, who had cultivated for so many years.

Let alone becoming a legendary third-step powerhouse, he hasn't even reached the second-step Shattered Nirvana.

Can these thirteen steps only be the third step?

Qin Hao remained silent, only smiling.

Thirteen later actually became a third-level powerhouse.

Although it was because he met Wang Mazi, a benefactor.

However, Wang Mazi only appeared a few times to teach the Thirteen Kung Fu Techniques.

Thirteen mostly cultivated alone, and the time Wang Mazi spent with him totaled no more than a few years.

Although these powerful cultivation techniques and immortal arts are all very important.

But if Thirteen doesn't work hard, he will never be able to become a third-step powerhouse.

After all, Thirteen is not Situ Nan.

Situ Nan inherited the talent of the master of this cave world. He can break through any barrier simply by going into seclusion, and improving his cultivation level is as easy as eating and drinking.

However, he himself is not diligent and prefers to spend all his time with beautiful women.

……

Another day has passed.

Thirteen's squad was hunting.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a beastly roar rang out, and a strange, ferocious beast appeared.

"It's a ferocious beast that has transformed into a demon; only cultivators within the clan can handle it. Run!"

Upon seeing the ferocious beast, everyone immediately fled back to the tribe.

However, their speed was no match for the mutated ferocious beasts.

Thirteen had no choice but to step forward and stand in front of them.

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